Author's Note: Decided to do it in the beginning again. Anyways, here's chapter 14. Had to add "Silent Night" in here and you'll find out why soon enough, if I don't keep holding you up with my rambles. I'm at 40 reviews! Yay! That's the most I've ever gotten. Well, anyways, Austin is getting really mad with everything right now and the whole alpha male thing really shows in this chapter I believe. Next chapter is another song chapter "Who Are You When I'm Not Looking" coming most likely Thursday but who can't say it can't be up tomorrow? Okay, here's the chapter which you all wait somewhat patiently for. :) Enjoy!

Not a Love Song-Or Is It?

14-No Voice, No Gig

Oh, bad. Oh bad, bad, bad, bad, bad. I didn't know he was going to take my voice! Just bad, bad, bad, bad. I quickly grabbed Dougie and ran away from that cursed place. Then I realized something even worser. Yeah, I know. I said worser. Don't need to be grammatically correct. I just remembered that that one gig Trish had booked me for the Sonic Boom takes place tomorrow and I can't talk, never mind sing!

"Hey, Austin! I've been looking all over for you again! Where've you been?" Dez asked, running up to me from where I stand at the entrance to the beach.

I motioned with my hands to tell him I couldn't speak.

"Use your voice, Austin. I'm having trouble decoding your motions," he said anyways.

I rolled my eyes. 'I can't!' I tried to say with my hands again.

"Wait, you can't? Why?"

I exhaled sharply. How can you explain why with just hand motions? I merely shrugged.

"Well, dude. I have to tell you something majorly important."

I looked at him anxiously.

"What? Oh, I forgot what it was."

I shot him a confused look, hoping it said something like 'Then why'd you tell me?'

"Oh, well, I don't know why. I just thought of it." I rolled my eyes again.

We walked in silence—'cause it would sound weird with just Dez talking—all the way to the Sonic Boom. I stopped in my tracks when I walked through that door. Ally was there, thank goodness, but not alone. Trish was at work—surprisingly—so it wasn't her. It was Dallas. Who brought him in here? I crossed my arms and walked over to the counter.

"Hey guys. You ready for that gig tomorrow?" Ally asked.

I shook my head.

"You're not? Austin, why?" she was starting to get worried, I assume for my well-being, she's not the greedy person like, per say, Trish.

I had to do the whole hand speaking again. She stared at me weird, confused.

"He lost his voice," Dez filled in for me. "I'm getting good at this decoding stuff!" he added proudly.

"Oh my! You lost your voice? Oh dear, without your voice, how can the gig go on?"

I shrugged, motioning something for Dez to decode.

"He says, that it doesn't matter as long as he's with you," he said. It sounds so not romantic when you can't say it yourself. Exactly how do you get a girl without the most important piece?

"Aw… really?" she said. "But we'll have to cancel the gig, at least until you'll get better."

Uh, oh. That shadow never told me how to get my voice back. Does that me I've lost it forever? Did I really just sacrifice my career for Ally?

Dallas cleared his throat. As if we had totally forgotten that he was here. "Why cancel it? I have a teensy idea. It could work, but probably not."

I so wish I could've said 'Let's hear it buckaroo'.

"Maybe I could…" he trailed off into mumbles.

"Louder please?" Ally asked quietly.

"Maybe I could sing for him."

Oh, he so did not go there. Only I sing for Ally. He probably can't sing well anyways.

"Okay, give it a shot."

Silent night, holy night

All is calm, all is bright

Round yon virgin mother and child

Holy infant so tender and mild

Sleep in heavenly peace,

Sleep in heavenly peace

Ally was left in a weird state of mind. She kinda looked… entranced. No fair! She gets all googly-eyed over Dallas' singing but I only get a small mutter?

"My, my, Da-Dallas. That was… beautiful," she mused.

I exhaled sharply. Apparently the kid could actually carry a tune. A creepily familiar tune, but I can't remember where I'd heard it before.

"Looks like the gig is back on for tomorrow!" Dez shouted.

Featuring Dallas, not me, I added to myself, because obviously no one else can hear me anyways. I slid off the counter and silently hid from Ally and Dallas. I don't need to deal with this, any of it. Someone shoot me, or at least kill Dallas. That way I can have Ally without any more interfering problems.